Are you lost?

“That sword you have in your hands is the door to a crimson purgatory the depth of which your mind can not comprehend, let alone handle.”

Well, great. Now she has two swords in her hands, and she doesn’t even understand why. Though, that issue is at the back of Elyss’ mind as she finds herself walking down the roads of Soul Society. Why is she here? That’s simple to answer. She’s touring the area that she’ll probably be around a lot now that she’s a Shinigami. It’d be nice to learn where to go to find Henrex and any other area she’d like, but there’s one big problem. She’s lost. It would have been smart to have asked Ulv to help her, but Elyss did not want to be around the other right now. Not, with the conversation they had still fresh in her mind. She doesn’t need to be reminded of her mistakes right now. She needed to figure out how to get out of these walkways that all look exactly the same. It’s hard to distinguish one white wall from another.

She sighs and rolls her shoulders as she stops to take a break. How has she not run into anyone yet? Is she that lost she ended up in an area that isn’t normally traveled down. Well, it’s her fault anyway. She should have asked for assistance before getting to an area like this. If anyone found her however, they’d probably not think her a member of the Gotai though. She’s not dressed in the normal black garbs that most wear, but she still got in because she gave them the excuse that was Henrex’s new student and haven't received her uniform from him; not a lie but not entirely the truth. Instead, she’s simply adonning khaki shorts and a normal white T she had obtained in the Living World. Her two zanpakuto are also wrapped up in bandages and held diagonally on her back with a strap; one red handle with black diamonds and a black handle with red diamonds. She wondered why her swords were the opposite color scheme but that didn’t require much attention. It’s just how it is she guesses.

“Man. I’m so lost.”

She mutters to herself looking left and right before closing her eyes and throwing her wrapped up swords onto the ground sitting beside them; her head rolling back to lay against the wall. For now, she’ll just take a break and think about the developments in her life. From when she first met Ulv to now. What a train ride? Maybe someone will come by though and find this lost redheaded woman. Maybe...

At some point, she had closed her eyes as she rested zoning out into her own consciousness; her thoughts roaming freely as a distraction from her troublesome situation. There is little point in worrying. Just from the little she has seen before getting lost, this place is full of people and, surely, someone will happen upon her. That, or she’ll just keep wandering after this break and end up in a more suitable area that people actually habitat. Though, when she heard someone’s voice, she thought it simply her inner thoughts or her Zanpakuto spirit coming to criticize her. She’s not that lucky that someone would arrive mere minutes after she sat down.

Then, the voice comes again asking if she needed assistance. Well, that’s when she noticed it’s actually a female’s voice, and it’s definitely not coming from her head or from her Zanpakuto who has quite the deep scratchy tone about him. Elyss’ eyes open to look up at the woman who appeared suddenly. Well, this must be one of those ‘by fate’ situations. The fact someone appeared here so quickly seemed a bit unorthodox, and, even though Elyss is not the best at sensing another by their energy, she felt it a bit strange that someone was able to get so close without her noticing at least something amist, but there’s no reason to think too long about it. Someone is here to help her.

The first thing Elyss does is, of course, look the woman over taking in her features to see who, exactly, has come to such a desolate spot. Elyss is quick to notice the color pattern being similar to other Shinigami, but the outfit is way more exquisite. In fact, it reminded her a bit of what Ulv would have her in, but without the latex and embarrassment. Next, Elyss takes note of the other’s white hair and blindfold. Wait! A blindfold? Now, that’s an interesting thing to see a person wearing. Is it just for show or is this woman actually blind? Probably the latter, for why would someone purposely blind themselves unless doing some specific training. She does recall how Hannah senses the energy around her as a form of sight. Elyss wants to question for clarification, but it is probably best to leave a probably sensitive topic alone until learning more about her saviour.

“Me? Well, to be honest, I am a bit lost. It’s my first time walking around the Gotei so, I just got a bit misplaced is all.”

She chuckles lightly feeling a bit nervous at the fact she was found in such a situation. A hand rises to the back of her head as she looks down and away. Wait. Does her facial expressions and movements like this even matter? Does she appear as like an outline or blob to this woman? She thinks about that some as she rises from her spot; her two Zanpakuto slung back over her back.

“Um. I guess since you asked, you’re probably going to help, correct? If so, thank you. I was looking for where Henrex stays around here. He’s a Captain.”

Well, of course this woman probably knows who Henrex is if she’s a Shinigami. Elyss just hopes not many questions are asked about her. The redhead knows she looks a bit out of place with her attire and everything considered. Still, maybe this woman couldn’t tell what Elyss is wearing or much about her except for her existing at this spot at this current moment. Though, the redhead has a strange feeling this blindfolded woman knows a lot more than what her outer appearance suggests.

New recruit? Well, if Elyss thought about that a bit more deeply, then, yes. She is a new recruit. Even with the people she surrounds herself with and the odd situation she’s in, she is indeed a new member of the Gotei in most eyes. Though, she must complete her time in the Academy before she is a full fledged Shinigami with the duties that come with it. One could be confused by her Zanpakuto and think her more than what she really is. Well, Elyss is more than what she seems, isn’t she? Many could not tell of what lies within her constantly steering her in directions she would never take. Or maybe, what’s within her is simply giving her that push to extend herself to areas she’s always wanted to reach. It’s hard for even herself to tell. She feels so lost; not only outwardly but inwardly as well. Looking up into Angel’s face, she notes the warm smile beneath her blindness and kind words. She knows? Is that only relating to being lost or is her meaning of the word lost just as deep as Elyss’?

Then, her thoughts were pulled away from her own, possibly shared, worries as the blindfolded woman before her created a strange screen that Elyss felt oddly familiar with. It reminded her of a projection on a screen as if she even knew what that meant in her mind. It’s golden and blue coloring pulled her dark eyes toward it, but she didn’t read anything. She couldn’t. The words were backwards to her, and yet, from Angel’s sudden description of Henrex, Elyss knew everything she needed to know about the holographic newspaper screen. Great. Now she has some questions for this woman; the first being what exactly did she do and how did she make that screen? The second is probably going to be something about how she has that kind of information on Henrex. Henrex being someone with masochistic tendencies and bad at relationships; also a person who likes young women? He seemed nice to her, but is that how he plays his games?

She blinks and attempts to not get her mind started with her own conspiracies about the captain before noting the hand extended to her. That is not all she notes though. This blind woman must either be not blind or has some way of seeing her positioning. Elyss does take the hand since she had paused in rising when the other had started talking.

“Thanks. Um… Let’s walk around for a bit. I’m a bit curious. Like, first off. My name is Elyss Kishimoto. What’s yours?”

She did find her eyes on that little bareness of this woman’s chest wondering what the point of it was. Probably just for fashion, but it reminded her of Ari’s clothing. This woman even has short hair like the very sexual demon. Huh… Now that she thinks about it, many females in the human world walk around with dresses much like this with less detail. Elyss’ onyx eyes then moves back up to the face of her saviour, and she finds herself blushing just a tad bit. She literally just ogled a blind person. She is so glad this woman is blind, or the redhead would have surely heard something about her wandering eyes.

“Also, how did you make that screen?”

Best to act as if she did not look and keep things normal between the two of them. She should ask if the other can see because if she can, then, her blunder was surely seen.

A nice name? Has she ever heard that compliment before? She doesn’t bother trying to remember as she feels a bit restless. The idea of finally getting somewhere other than here makes her want to get a move on. She didn’t realize that Angel had created a folder within herself that would now contain everything the doll learns of the redhead. It’s a mystery if Elyss would even be bothered by such. She’d probably see it as a human brain remembering something, but it’s just more efficient and doesn’t forget anything it has learned. Maybe the gigantic database within her would come off as overbearing to think about, but that’s just how large quantities of things are. Then, a hand is outstretched. Elyss didn’t need any help standing, so this time, the hand had to be for pleasantries.

“Thanks… And, nice to meet you Angel.”

Elyss reaches for the hand grabbing it and hoping her callouses doesn’t bother Angel. It’s obvious by that alone that she’s a woman who enjoys manual labor. Here’s where things get a bit awkward for Elyss. Angel starts talking about her ability that created that screen, but it’s not actually an ability?

Transistors and semiconductors? Neural pathways? The way Angel spoke made it seem that her body was enhanced with some advanced technology. It would mean she isn’t completely human. Well, she isn’t a normal Shinigami or Plus. This is the first Elyss has thought of someone as not being a spirit. Though, she kind of understands what was said somewhat. It involves Reiatsu and Reishi being used to power and manipulate whatever fancy technology created that screen, and that knowledge is what pushed Elyss to ask her next question. Ignoring the blind woman’s head gazing upon her body a bit too intensely for a blind woman, Elyss spoke her thoughts.

“Are you like… what’s the word? A cyborg? Is that it? Why the blindfold? Is it just for show? Not to be rude, but you’re looking rather intensely at my person if you are blind. Well, I guess I just called you out, huh?”

She doesn’t apologize for that and finds her nose rising just a bit in a bit of irritation that her cheeks won’t stop burning; a small burn however. She feels less bad about gazing upon Angel in a similar fashion, but that’s just a tad bit of vindication. She’s just confused on what is up with Angel. She may be a bit too straightforward, but Elyss was never one to hide her thoughts easily when her curiosity is high. Thinking Angel part robot may be a bit too far fetched. The white haired woman may just be using Reiatsu or whatever to get a general feel of Elyss’ looks like Hannah did. A cyborg? Well, the world around her is quite advanced. That could explain why Angel felt different than most of the Shinigami she encountered.

“And, no. I’ve not met many people around here. You’re the first I’ve talked to here in the Gotei.”

She makes that clear, but out of the few Elyss had talked to outside the Gotei’s walls, Angel felt different. Add to the fact Elyss couldn’t sense her energy at all for some odd reason, and you’ve got a situation where one is a bit lost on what exactly is happening around them. Even with information, there would be no need for their interaction to change. Elyss is Elyss. Angel is Angel. Whatever else they are doesn’t matter in the end. As long as people act in a way that doesn’t piss the redhead off, there is nothing to fear from her.

It seems her inquiries had put a stop to the woman’s own thought process so she may better focus on the redhead before next to her. It’d be harsh to say Elyss wouldn’t care for a deep scientific reasoning behind everything, but to think her capable of following along would have one mistaken. Maybe such an answer, though, is what she’d need to prod her mind hard enough for her to actually want to learn more about science and technology. So far, if Angel is a cyborg or whatever, she’d be the most advanced being Elyss has met so far. Probably the most advanced piece of tech Elyss knows about as well. What she got was a confusing answer. Angel is and isn’t a cyborg? This could only mean she’s something close but different; a being that transcends that of a cyborg? Elyss really needs clarity on that, and it seems she may get just that.

Angel started walking in circles, and Elyss finds her gaze following the other’s movements watching her think to herself. The way Angel toyed with her lip was kind of comical, but had an allure to it that Elyss subconsciously noted. Big lips being toyed with makes one wonder, but it didn’t make Elyss wonder anything suggestive; just some thoughts on what other funny shapes they could make. And, things only get more strange as chairs made of some strange golden light rose from the ground. They’re nearly see through and had an energy about them. They must be similar to that holographic screen, and this must be a bit of how Angel’s energy felt like. Elyss didn’t sit immediately as she thought about this cool ability and looked over to Angel finding her eyes attracted to the woman’s plump thighs. This is an unavoidable thing, for one could not look at the white haired blind woman without getting a good look at her legs. Elyss is a bit taken aback by this and blinks a tad before Angel spoke pulling her attention up from her legs.

“...Doll?”

Angel is a Shinigami doll? That explanation… So, the woman sitting before her is an inanimate body that another’s soul was placed into? That’s not a cyborg, no. It’s not even an android. Angel is a unique being not because of no one else having the idea, but because of how dangerous of an idea it is. Elyss finds herself wondering whose soul was placed into this doll before her, but, to be honest, that didn’t matter. What does matter is that Angel has no memory of who she was. With no clarification of the circumstances that led up to her being given life, Angel must feel a bit lost about her existence. Lost… Elyss places a hand over her heart for a second and thought about that word. Lost…

Without a word, Elyss finds herself in front of Angel kneeling down and placing a hand on the other’s thigh giving her a thoughtful look; her onyx eyes shining just a bit.

“That is alright Angel. If it means anything, I think you being a doll means nothing, yeah? Whoever you were in the past was either foolish or really didn’t want to die that easily, so you being here right now is a good thing. Now, your blind, but you can use energy to tell how I kind of look like?”

That sounds like Hannah for sure. Elyss thinks for a bit and looks away. Elyss has the soul of Mirja within her. She’s not a doll like Angel, but she does have another person’s soul inside her affecting her body. She understands Angel a bit because of that. Elyss doesn’t know anything about Mirja, but apparently she’s similar to that dead woman. The reason on why the redhead is like this is lost even to her, so there’s probably never going to be any resolution to how this could have possibly happened. Yet, Elyss is alive and has to learn how to deal with it like Angel has to deal with her situation. And, that’s some kind of kinship, right?

Elyss blinks a bit gazing down at her hand and sees it resting on Angel’s thigh as if it belonged there. Blushing as one would probably do if they were in a situation like this, Elyss’ hand recoils as she chuckles and rubs the back of her head with that same hand looking away and sighs afterwards. Oh gosh. For a doll, Angel’s leg was very… humanlike; plump, soft yet firm, and a nice color. Ugh. Get your mind out of the gutter. Elyss has been around Ulv for far too long.

“Sorry about that. I just felt… I don’t know. Just thought that the explanation sounded a bit down, so I just… thought maybe I could help lighten the mood some.”